When I wake up in the morning,
I'm like 'Where is my tea?'
But my wife is so frustrated,
Cos it's half past 3,
She's like 'What Kinda Father leaves
A family at home? and goes on a rome?
Forgettin' his mobile phone?'
Left the dishes in the sink,
Fourth night in a row,
You better start makin' an effort Pete,
I'm lettin' you know,
'Ya goin' no where Nobee One'
'You ain't hittin' the town'
'You better clean the kitchen sink,
Or you be—goin down!'
Yo I think I'm goin' down!
I'm in so much trouble,
An I don't know if I'll ever come back down tonight.
So here I am I'm cleaning up the lounge room now,
An I'm pickin' up my daughters toys without a frown,
I don't why I bother or just pretend,
Cos tomorrow she'll just make the same mess all again!
Excited bout tonight—cos I'm rockin' a show,
Nobee One is on the mic but I'm just lettin' you know,
When I'm droppin' a flow, you'll theologically know,
Like the mold on my dishes, you'll be ready to grow,
So I step to the door cos my daughters in bed,
But my wife blocked the exit bro, heres what she said,
'Nobee One, ya say your lyrics fresh every line—
How about ya clean the toilet just as fresh as ya rhymes!'
Clean the bath room, the toilet and the kitchen sink,
Clean the oven, get the washing, don't stop an' think,
Cook the dinner, get the iron, then make the bed,
Ensure ya daughter has a bath after she's fed,
Clean the window, fold the washing every other time,
And when ya finished put the other washing on the line,
Wipe the bench, then take the garbage outta sight,
Take a rain check,
Your goin' down tonight—
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